Let's try a French one, sung by French singer Jacques Dutronc. I don't know whether he wrote it but it really sound like a traditionnal lively marching song. It's really up to date.

Ma poule n'a plus qu'vingt-neuf poulets (twice)
Elle en avait trente, la poule a (nomally, an accent is needed) ma tante.
Allongeons la jambe, la jambe car la route est longue.

Ma poule n'a plus qu'vingt-huit poulets...

And so on until only one remains.